"Boom!"

As soon as Nie Changkong performed the Heaven-Ghost Concentricity Technique, the sky dimmed, and then he was completely plunged into darkness. Without its brilliance, it was all ghosts, as if a thousand ghosts came out.

In the sky above him, countless ghost patterns gathered and turned into a huge sky ghost, with blue-faced fangs, big bald head, green eyes, pointed nose, ghost king knife in hand, and the power of the sword.

"Roar!" The sky ghost looked like an emperor's wind, and let out a sharp roar, exuding a cold, violent aura, just like a killing god.

"Heaven and ghost concentricity?"

The wind didn't change his eyebrows slightly, and then he calmed down, stepping on the void, rolling the endless golden light and coming, before approaching, he stuck his hand out, and slapped the sky ghost with a bang.

And the heavenly ghost rushed out at this moment, the ghost king knife slashed towards the windless palms, and when they collided, there was a loud noise, deafening, and everyone was shocked.

The unweathered Emperor Dao’s true essence is strong, and Nie Changkong’s Heaven-Ghost Concentricity Technique is also strong. It is simply the ultimate evolution of the Ghost Dao and the Emperor Dao. All kinds of terrifying forces rush out, smash the space, and shake the battlefield.

"Fusion!"

But Feng Buhua suddenly roared at this moment, rushing towards the ghost of the day, and it blended perfectly to mention that the sky ghost is him, and he is the sky ghost.

This is the true power of Heaven and Ghost Concentricity!

"kill!"

The weather that the sky ghost possesses, controls the sword of the ghost king, and brazenly slams into the wind, the ghost and murderous aura is raging, and the space is under the sword of the ghost king, as if it is about to crack.

But the imperturbable emperor’s true essence power is also a high-level magic power, showing the way of the emperor, just like the co-lord of the world, in charge of the universe, to kill all existences that dare to violate him.

Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!

The two attacked together, loud noises continued, ghost energy and golden light rushed up, like a Tianzhu, sweeping across the square, the battle platform was shaking, and the scene was terrible and amazing.

Blood spattered from the two of them, but neither the weather nor Nie Changkong stopped, and attacked each other forcefully and senselessly.

"Chop! Chop! Chop!"

Seeing that he could not suppress the wind, Nie Changkong's green eyes were burning and his aura was violent. He held the Ghost King Knife in both hands, ran the ghost spirit, and displayed the sword.

This is the tenfold sword arc, which contains the power of ghosts.

With a single cut, it seemed as if a thousand ghosts roared, fiercely smashing into the wind.

"Boom!"

The weather did not forcefully resist, but he was smashed out. The luster on his body was dimmed, and blood oozes out of his palm.

"Well, the weather doesn't change. You asked for it."

Looking at the blood in his hands, his face was blue when the wind didn't change his face, and his eyes flashed with cold light and ruthlessness. The two hands were immediately strangled, and countless runes evolved.

The sacred breath bloomed, as if he was open and solemn, he was like an emperor, in power, watching the world, his eyes were full of majesty, and it was heartfelt to bow down.

"Holy Spirit!"

"The wind hasn't changed to use the Holy Spirit."

"It seems that Nie Changkong has pushed him to the limit."

"This is an ancient technique. Nie Changkong was defeated by this technique in the first place."

Everyone knows Fengfuhua very well, and he also knows a little bit about the techniques he cultivated. What's more, it is the fame technique of Fengfuhua, the holy spirit technique?

Therefore, as soon as he performed this technique, everyone was shocked.

"This ancient technique is so strong." Lu Chen couldn't help but be surprised. The Heavenly Sun swordsmanship he had practiced was also an ancient technique, but he didn't feel as powerful as the Holy Spirit's technique.

"Feng Buhua defeated countless powerful enemies with this technique," Wang Chun said.

"So, Nie Changkong is sure to lose?" Lu Chen asked.

"Almost." Wang Chun nodded.

When Lu Chen heard the words, he turned to look at Nie Changkong, only to find that Feng Buhua had already attacked him. He was majestic, like a **** descending, and there was suffocating power raging out of his gestures. .

But at this moment, Nie Changkong laughed loudly: "If the weather doesn't change, you have finally performed this technique. Unfortunately, this time, you will fail."

After saying this, Nie Changkong threw the Ghost King Knife, and then pinched it with both hands. Numerous ghost patterns and ghost symbols appeared, and one was divided into five. He moved east, west, south and north, and the five directions were gathered together.

In a moment, five huge ghosts gathered together, one golden, one black, one green, one fiery red, and one yellow. They were the power of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and they all held a ghost king knife and uttered a roar. , Exuding powerful ghost power, impressively the breath of the gods.

In addition, Feng Buhua himself, that is, the six heavenly gods powerhouse!

"This is the Five Elements Ghost!"

"Oh my god, each of these ghosts has the cultivation base of the Celestial Divine Realm, and they are powerful, and the wind is in trouble this time."

"Unexpectedly, Nie Changkong still hides these hole cards, no wonder he said that the wind will lose to him."

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, the visionary elder immediately recognized the five ghosts summoned by Nie Changkong.

"impressive."

Lu Chen was also shocked and frowned. The Five Elements Ghost contains the power of the Five Elements, and each of them has the cultivation base of the Heavenly God Realm. With strong strength, it is a one-to-six confrontation with Nie Changkong!

People like Zhou Luxiong and Zhenye also looked terribly solemn, thinking that they were not sure of winning against the current Nie Changkong.

"It seems that we will lose this time."

The two sighed lightly, looking towards the wind.

"Five Elements Ghost?"

The expression on his face was heavier than ever before, and the power he felt from the Five Elements Ghost made his forehead throbbed, but he knew that by now, he had no retreat, so he could only kill him with the Holy Spirit.

"Five ghosts are here, kill me!"

Nie Changkong smiled grinningly, let out a stern roar, scrolling the endless ghostly energy, and when his body moved, the five elements ghost immediately moved forward, showing the power of the five elements. The ghost king knife in his hand was also dyed with the light of the five elements, and he mercilessly cut to the wind. .

"Boom boom boom!"

The wind swung his fists and slammed them down like a mountain, resisting the ghost king knife and the five elements ghosts, but Nie Changkong and the five elements ghosts together, they were six powerful men in the heavens and gods. They were extremely powerful and surrounded him.

The ghost spirit was raging, like a deep sea like a sea, completely shrouded the brilliance of Feng Fuhua's body, and the entire battle platform was plunged into darkness, whining endlessly, as if it had been occupied by ten thousand ghosts.

There was a loud noise, and Nie Changkong carried the Ghost King's knife and cut it down. The Five Elements Ghost also attacked at the same time, showing strong power. The wind did not shake his body, and blood overflowed from his mouth.

"The wind doesn't change, you have lost this battle!" Nie Changkong grinned.

"Don't think about it!" Feng Buhua gritted his **** teeth and let out a low growl. He has never lost since practicing, and Feng Buhua was his former defeater. How could he be willing to lose to the opponent?

"In that case, I'm not welcome."

Nie Changkong narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, with a cold light and stern expression. He waved the Ghost King's knife, followed by the Five Elements Ghost, attacking his head, shoulders, back, and chest.

Blood immediately spattered from everywhere in the wind, and knife marks appeared on the shoulders and chest, and the pool of blood flowed out, emitting a pungent blood.

"Ah!" Feng Fuhua cried out in pain, but gritted his teeth, looked at Nie Changkong unwillingly, and tried his best to urge the Holy Spirit to resist.

"Stubborn."

Nie Changkong sneered, and made the Ghost King's sword cut down, and the five element ghosts shot out one after another. The weather was not changed, and there was a loud noise, and then he was blown out.

"Puff!" He, who was about to be on the ground, spouted a bit of blood, showing a painful expression on his face, but his eyes were staring at Nie Changkong, showing unwillingness.

"You lost." Nie Changkong said lightly.

Falling from a high altitude, he rolled his hands, and the five-element ghosts disappeared one by one, as if they had never appeared before, only the ghost king knife was still in his hand.

"Cough, cough, cough, it turns out that this is your biggest trump card, but I'm not reconciled!" The unfavorable weather coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, staring at Nie Changkong in hatred.

"The winner is the king and the loser, now you are the bandit, and I am the king." Nie Changkong said coldly.

"Well, the disciple Nie Changkong of the God of War Sword Sect has won. If the weather does not turn, you should go to heal your injuries." Du Xuan suddenly said, looking at the severely injured weather, his expression also showed waves.

The elders of all major forces are no exception. The unfavorable weather was originally a strong candidate for the first place, but they did not expect to be defeated by Nie Changkong. This was beyond their expectations.

The most important thing is that Nie Changkong's five element ghosts are really powerful, and they all have the cultivation base of the heavenly gods. Who can be the enemy when they are displayed?

Cao Zhendao, the Great Elder of the Eastern Palace, looked gloomy. Seeing his pale face and the stasis of stab wounds all over his body, he opened his mouth and wanted to scold him, but finally fell silent.

"Go down and heal."

In the end, Cao Zhendao sighed softly, letting the wind continue to heal his wounds, because he knew that he couldn't blame him, it was Nie Changkong's Five Elements Ghost that was too powerful.

"Nie Changkong won the competition for the outer disciples of the top ten forces."

"Yes, even if the wind does not change, Zhenye from the Buddha Kingdom, Zhou Luxiong from the Wu League, I am afraid it will be difficult to defeat him. As for Hongtian from the Eastern Palace and Lu Chen from the Divine Sword Sect, although they are powerful, after all Only the cultivation base of the True God Realm has almost no chance of winning."

"Unexpectedly, this result is really surprising."

The disciples of the outer sects of all major forces were talking in low voices, in their opinion, Nie Changkong had become the uncrowned king.

Zhenye and Zhou Luxiong were silent, but Hongtian was unconvinced. Lu Chen did not speak, but frowned.

"Okay, now the poor monk announces the list of people who have entered the second round of competition. Eastern Palace disciple Hongtian, Buddhism disciple Zhenye, Wu League disciple Zhou Luxiong, Shenjian Sect disciple Lu Chen, Shendao Sect disciple Nie Changkong, congratulations Get the qualification to enter the second round of competition." Du Xuan said suddenly.

"Yes!"

All five of Lu Chen bowed slightly to express their greetings to Du Xuan.

"It's getting late, and the second round of competition will be held tomorrow. Let's take a rest first." Du Xuan said.

"Lead!"

The five of Lu Chen had no objection.

As the sun sets, Tianzun Mountain is plunged into darkness.

The Tianzun Mountain under the night sky is like a great demon standing between the world.

No words for a night.

The next day arrived.

The morning sun rises in the east, and the sun is shining, like golden brilliance falling, making Tianzun Mountain as if bathed in a golden ocean.

The elders of the ten major forces once again gathered around the battle platform.

Du Xuan stood at the front of the battle platform and said loudly, "East Imperial Palace disciple Hongtian, Buddhism disciple Zhenye, Wu League disciple Zhou Luxiong, Shen Sword Sect disciple Lu Chen, Shen Sword Sect disciple Nie Changkong, five of you come forward to draw lots. "

"Yes!"

The five of Lu Chen respectfully stepped forward and held the draw again.

After the draw, you could hear Du Xuan say: "Because there were five people in the second round of the competition, the two faced off, and one person remained. Therefore, after the discussion between the poor monk and the elder of your sect, they unanimously decided to draw. The disciple with the No. 1 lottery has a bye, and directly enters the third round of competition, and the two other winners will compete with each other to compete for the top three of the top ten external disciples of the gods."

After saying this, Du Xuan's gaze swept over the five of Lu Chen and asked, "Do you have any opinions?"